Oh Spring, where are thou?
Greetings from my vomit-free bed.
Took a day off today. I’ve been feeling like a freakin plastic bag since Monday. Dunno if I’m coming down with a flu or got a bad dummy bug, all I know is that standing up or looking down .. or basically ANYTHING that involves movement makes me want to vomit. So in bed I shall stay(*Insert like a bawwwzz meme here*).
Basically nothing new under the Sun.. at least not here. Uni, uni, uni and uni is basically the only thing that’s going down on me these days. Gotta study italianoo (yeah, couldn’t take swedish this semester), learn hundreds of pages by heart and write books. Basically everyone’s having a day off tomorrow… except for me. Took a tutoring course and newspaper course and.. just my luck- tutoring is strictly compulsory (with no excuses) and newspaper’s guy is going to torture us with a test that involves words like REFER, MUG SHOT, BASTARD MEASURE etc. So basically the not-gonna-study-this-week promise went to hell. Oh, and I haven’t even told the best news yet! The tutoring thingy is from 9 a.m till 11.30 a.m in the morning, newspapers thingy is from 16.15 till 17.45. I won’t be coming home after tutoring ’cause it’s pointless. I bet that after 4 hours of “intense” study session with Karl in Kehrwieder I’ll be broke and homeless and without any knowledge of newspaper’s terms. Just, wish me luck, okay?
So.. then.. some random shit that’s been on my mind for a while now… first of all, happy birthday, Vodka! We all miss you!! My gift to you was the shitty mood I had on 19th of February. I bet I pissed off everyone with my crummy mood. You would have been 21.. I mean.. couldn’t wait for another 2 years? Okay, JK, I hope you’re happy wherever you are. And yes, my “tone” is exactly what you thing it is- I’m still freaking offended by your death. I take it as a personal affront… not really. It’s just my healthy and totally normal way to cope with this thing. And just in case you’re all wondering- yes, I have moved on with my life as much as I could, I do have a wonderful boyfriend, I do not cry anymore, BUT shit like that sticks with a person. Death is a powerful and awful thing that hunts one for a long time. No matter how much time has passed, a close person’s death is something one will never forget and get over. So, yes, from time to time a feel like shit, maybe even cry a bit, act weird and shitty and talk about him, miss him … but that doesn’t change what’s going on in my life at the moment- my boyfriend is still my boyfriend and I want to be with him no matter what.. and he is definitely not my rebound guy. And my new friends are my friends and they’re not my rebound friends. It’s just that I have my past and I have my present and I’ll have my future, they just have to accept each other.
Another shit I had on my mind the whole freakin day- I hate rally-grannies who take their shopping carts, act all smart and shit (in reality: they have NO IDEA what to do with those “modern things”) and start ramming into other people. I’m sorry, but one moment I just felt like vomiting and fainting and the other moment a Russian granny is ramming her cart into my back and trying to kill me.. 7 times!!! akjhdfuhfiufg
Oh and I HATEHATEHATE winter.. or whatever shit that is atm.
Well, that’s it pumpkins.
Belt up and be pretty!
K.
PS, I bet you wonder why in hell is that dumbfuck writing in English. I have NOOOO idea, to be honest. I just read somewhere that studying English and actually managing in English are 2 different things. Yep, that’s true.. I mean, look at the mistakes that I made. Hihi.. but don’t care, had sex…not really.. not today.
